1.30am cannot be a good time to create an online journal (my first ever online journal too, wow), so I apologise to anyone who happens to read this and finds that I cannot type to save my life. Especially when I'm in my piggy jim jams and wearing my Ecky Thump hat. I live the high life.

So, yes, watch this space, I suppose.

I'll keep it short for now, I really should be doing more important things like sleeping, but I'm still buzzing from the Edinburgh joy. This evening I spent a good long while writing it all out and I think I have pretty much everything I can remember down on paper. Having said that, I can't trust my brain, I had to insert new bits I'd completely forgotten about, like Tim putting Spev's knickers on his head and me bumping into him on the street on my way to buy mints. See how all this excitement has affected me? Dear oh dear.

Anyway, when I get chance I'll definitely decipher my scribbles and type up everything and perhaps use this very journal to post my memories. I suppose that's what this place is for after all.

In the meantime, so many other things to do, namely the Timbo scrapbook. Eep. I need to get moving along with that, I've had plenty of wonderful contributions from all you lovely GROKers so I'll do my very best not to let down all the great work you've done. Time will tell. I'll keep you all posted on the progress with that, too.

About bloody time is right!!! You, Jess my girl, are at this point in time, our closet link to Tim and Graeme that we poor old Aussie GROKer's have at the moment...so not skimp on any of the Edinburgh stories...we want details...!!!!....And like Jodes I can't wait to hear more of your adventures...(*cue the batman and robin music *)